The ramblings, epiphanies and tantrums of a mom …

I Ain’t Never Scared…

Unless it involves tarantulas, vomit, scuba diving, bears, an elevator, a recipe with more than five ingredients, a dry clean only piece of clothing, an unexpected call from the school nurse, the DVR cutting off the last five minutes of The Voice, an illuminated gas light in the car or highly contagious illnesses, such as pink eye and strept throat. Then, I am freaking terrified.